Beyblade X Helm Knight Novels & Stories

Multiple heart seekers rush into the forest, stomping on the broken woods and splitting the blades of grass. The ground shakes from the rushing heart seekers. The stamped has so much force that the grass and dirt elevate before crashing back down. Among the creatures in the forest, two pairs of feet rush on a trail. Sticks and rocks along with metal boots bash on the ground. Both creatures wear a black knight suit itched with golden outlines along the shoulders and torso. Their armor looks thin as opposed to heavy alterations of a traditional knight plate mail but what separates tradition is the animal helms and the mechanical goggles. One of the helms is in the shape of a wolf, sculpt perfe

“Mind control,” Helena went on, counting on her fingers, “supernatural strength… sonic hearing… But I guess you already knew that one.” One final yell caused me to turn. I whirled around just in time to see a large, brutish male charging at me with a battleaxe. The scimitar slammed into the back of his skull before he could take two steps. Only then did I look at Helena. “What is your end goal here?” I asked, catching the scimitar and stalking over to her. “Equip an army with these weapons, and then what? World domination? I took you as someone less—”

The Princess slowly moved her gaze away from her injured hand (it will mend itself as long as she didn’t touch it) the prized sword of the Sanscrofts’ at her feet. The silver blade that was identical to the color of her knight’s eyes, she gazed at it for the very first time with rapt attention–Hel was its name, the sword that was named after the goddess of Niflheim in Norse mythology, if she was not mistaken… and though her family’s heirloom sword, Bellona, was nearly as old as the Northern kingdom itself, Hel was a different story altogether when it comes to age… it was even claimed to have slain an actual demon according to an old legend. Though how and why it had managed to hurt her, she

The bay doors opened as the marines take in the luscious scenery of forests, oceans, and mountains. Some of them took off their helmets as the vast scenery of Ren'veil swept the hearts of each warrior, as though they had fallen in love for the first time. One of Kent's close allies and friends aboard the Night Hawk, Clayton Carmive, is the Resident muscle of the Strike team. He often wore a Generation 4 Tactical Knight armor – Heavy Herculio. Like Rex's suit, it is also equipped with jump-kit boosters, gravity boots, and a grappling hook gun. The suit can be compared to a behemoth in terms of size due to its base design was derived from the heavy knights during Terran Age 2942 in Xheronian t

Heli said. Hale looked intently at him for a long moment, which Heli leveled with equal intensity. The eldest Lancaster shifted his gaze on a confused and nervous Akiro, whose eyes widened when he saw Hale looking at him. It didn’t take long before his eyes shifted onto Knight, who merely raised an eyebrow at the Crown Prince. Hale shrugged. “Fine,” he muttered. “Who’s going to come?” “Just me,” Heli immediately responded. He turned to face Knight. “Watch him while I’m gone. I won’t take long.”